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Monday, January 24, 2005

Part I

I remained unwritten
Undefined and unsatisfied.
Music notes flooding
Capacity's full
But yet I remained unwritten and undefined.

Part II

Notes here and there
Mind-bobbling problems
And heaven's on my side
As the sky made its beautiful artwork
I saw what I once knew
Psychologically I'm challenged
And after an afternoon
I won the 'fight'
The morning sky made my day
Simply with it's simple yet well-defined artwork.

Part III

Docky and dizty
The world's spinning 360 degrees around me
I'm caught in the middle
But nevertheless I caught up with myself
I raced with Time
30 minutes reduced to 30 seconds
It was over, for the day.
A sigh of relief
For the black dots are back to where they are supposed to.

Part IV

I'm a feather.
Well-defined by the tip
Light weight
I can fly
Fly above the clouds that I once knew
Unseen by others
I slipped through their hands.
I'm a feather
I can write
I can soar
Yet at the same time
Death is anywhere around me
But still thy shall fly
Fly away.